the joys of hearing the soft rain falling on the roof, im soo pleased. life seems calmer you know. dad had miles davis playing earlier, that was really lovely. now hes watching a movie and i can hear the soft voices from it... that fits rainy evening mood too for some reason. i cant wait to fall asleep to it. im just soo exhausted but i wanted to get a post in before bed as i havent been very dedicated to this lately.
last night was the joint birthday party of my dear girl imi, macca and katie. i had plans of it being a laid back event, taking it easy, as i was comming from work and working at 8am the next day. but no... apparently the combination of 10 pins, heavy balls, disco lights and vodka proves to be a powerful force. the party was at "strike" in the city, a kind of disco club like atmosphere for bowling, where there is a bar and all those entertainmenty kinds of things, its a fun place, i hadnt been before... but look im quite the fan now. i think i just got caught up in the festivities really. the moment was pulling me in i think, get caught up and have some fun... hence the seedy feeling the next morning as i trudged to work. for the first time ever i have memory gaps of the evening. i just remember hugging a lot of people, kissing people on the cheeks, being shit at bowling, having words with the assistant manager, trying to have deep and meaningful conversations and professing the fondness i have for a boy. ahhhh the shanadigans. gotta love it.
the weekend was a strange one. i went to karens friends "goth party." not gothic themed, but people who are 'gothic' were there. odd. odd because im probably as un-goth as they come. but really what makes a person gothic? i dont really know. is it just wearing black? because there was alot of black. what kind of persona do you have to emanate to be considered one? 'goths' have always shitted me. there are soo many who claim that they are, but really its just this totally superficial thing. is it cool to have 666 tattooed onto your back? apparently it is for this one girl. i dont know... it was bizzare. there was this cute little puppy there though, it was my little ally for the night.
sunday i spent the day at work with karen. ahhhhh dear. she had to look after the store by herself, "payless"- a shoe shop, so i hung around in there with her all day, vacumed, put away some shoes, ate heaps. bet she wishes i was at work all the time now :)
i really like blogging for the sole reason that i can look back and remember that i did these things on those days. its great. i really should keep a journal, i use to try but could never keep it up. i was in love with the idea that id read them over when im like 80 or something and theyd jog my memory of these days.
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